Soldier of Love

Sensual Seduction

"Jacob, are you sure this is going to work?" I asked, turning my nose up at his plan.

"Yes, I'm positive and it won't even take long." He said, reassuring me.

"But I don't feel comfortable doing this." I said frowning at the red, skin tight dress I wore, along with the jet black lace front I had on. I felt like the epitome of a prostitute, and unfortunately, that was my "roll" for the day.

Jacob stood behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist. "I know, baby, but think of it this way, we'll be one person closer to the mind behind it all. Isn't that what you want?"

I sighed, nodding my head. Killing hundreds of people wasn't what I wanted. Instead, it was more so something Jacob and being his wife and mother of his now two year old daughter, I felt like I needed to be supportive of his decisions.

"Remember, all you have to do is seduce him, strip tease, even, if that's what you feel is necessary then go for the kill when he's lease expecting it." Jacob said, buttoning the buttons on his suit jacket.

Jacob I feel like you're using me in your stupid little plans. I agreed to taking self defense and helping in battle when necessary but this--seducing and stripping-- is not okay with me!" I shouted. "I feel like a prostitute who goes to do your dirty work! You have me dress in these raunchy outfits and then go seduce a man so I can kill him!!"

Jacob stared at me, blinking his eyes multiple times before stepping towards me and wrapping his arms around me at all.

"Baby, you know it isn't like that at all. You know how important finding my moms killer and the reason behind all of our pain is to me. I don't mean to make you feel like this, it just makes everything less expecting. But if you really don't want to do this, then don't. I won't make you do something that you oppose so strongly."

After hearing that, I felt guilty and wanted to take back everything I said. I felt selfish for not realizing and remembering that actual reason behind all of this.

I nodded sadly and apologized for my outburst before accepting his kiss and leaving the room to attend to Nala.

Nala was in her room, watching TV as she sat on the floor playing with her barbies. "Mommy, is Spongebob gay?"

I bulked my eyes at her question in disbelief to what she was saying. "No! Who told you told!?"

"Daddy and Uncle Ray." She said, combing her barbie's hair.

"Well, no. He's not gay," I said having a little heart attack before changing the subject. "Are you done packing your toys?"

While Jacob and I were out taking care of business, Nala will be staying with Savannah. I almost called Lyn, but after hear what Ray said, I'm glad I didn't.

"We go now?" Nala asked, grabbing her bags.

"Yes, baby girl, we go." I said walking out of the room.

"Uhh, mommy!!" Nala said. "Pick up!"

I turned around and picked her up. For Nala to only be two, she has a broad vocabulary. Maybe it's because she's around so many young adults everyday.

I walked out of the house with Nala and her bags in my hand. I sat her in the carseat and strapped her in before sitting her bags down and getting into the car myself.

Jacob soon followed and locked up the house. He joined us in the car ad then we were on our way to Savannah, who didn't live further than three miles away.

Nala sat in the backseat, trying to sing along to Put It Down by Brandi. At the next red light, Jacob turned around to look at her and said, "You're not going to put anything down."

She giggled and continued singing as we approached Savannah's house. She was already waiting for us on the curb. "Hello my loves."

"Hey, Vannah." Jacob and I both greeted.

I got out the at and handed her Nala's bag as we followed her inside of her house.

"Thanks for watching my baby girl." I said holding Nala in my arms and kissing he nose.

"Oh, it's no problem. We're gonna make cookies and watch movies. It'll be a girls night out... Or girls night in." Savannah said.

I laughed and Jay and I kissed Nala one last time before leaving to complete our current mission.

We hoped back into the car and made our way to the abandoned warehouse just outside of a boat dock. I'd made an add on Craig's list specifically made to lure in the workers on whom ever we were hunting. Just as I expected, the add worked and now we were going to meet up with the guy.

He goes by the name of DJ. He's 6'4 and is dark skin. He has these light brown eyes with cut eye brows. There's also a small scar under his eye from only God knows where.

And if you're wondering, yes, I think he's cute.

"You ready?" Jacob asked, unfastening his seatbelt.

I gulped and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll be on the second floor watching it all. So if anything goes wrong, I'll be right there." Jacob said, assuring me.

We got out the car and he went around to the back to set up hi equipment. I stayed behind and leaned seductively on Jay's car, waiting on DJ's arrival, when finally he showed up.

"You finally came." I said biting my lip as he got out of his car.

"How long have you been waiting?" He asked walking over to me

"About twenty minutes," I mumbled.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," DJ said moving the loose strands of hair out of my house. "I promise it'll all be worth it."

I winked and led him into the warehouse. In the middle of the room upon entrance was a chair waiting for him. I sat him down and stood in front of him--ready to do a small strip tease.

I took off my jacket, exposing my red skin hugging, cootchie cutting dress, and turned around, giving up a view of my dress. I looked up and I could faintly see Jacob.

I shook my ass and did a little twerking, just to get DJ a little excited. After that, I straddled over him, planting small kisses where'd I'd kill him.

"Damn, ma." He mumbled.

I giggled and looked at him in his eyes. He looked so innocent and I didn't know how I could possibly kill him. I did know he'd kill me after he got what he wanted but I didn't know how I could possibly take this mans life.

I'm not a killer. I'm a lover not a fighter, even though I'll fight for what I love. I'm just about ready to get up and leave.

I can't kill him, I just can't.

"Everything okay?" DJ asked.

"Yeah, just fine." I said smiling faintly.

I lifted his shirt above his head and reached in my hair for my weapon. I then stood up and walked behind him, rubbing his shoulders to distract him as I brought the blade to his neck and sliced.

He slid out of the chair and stared up at me. His eyes begging, why.

I looked away as tears slid down my cheek. Jacob came down and finished him off with a shot to the head.

I jumped back and screamed a little bit. The tears came down much more and Jacob buried my head into his chest.

Soon after, he let me go and patted DJ down for all his weapons.

There were none.

He didn't even have intentions on killing me.

And that's what hurts the most.